March 30, 2005
بینم خونین دل این و آن . سر هر دندانه
بر گیسویت ای جان . کمتر زن شانه
چون در چین و شکنش دارد دل من کاشانه
بگشا ز مویت . گریه ای چند ای مه
تا بگشایی گره ای شاید ز دل دیوانه
دل در مویت دارد خانه
مجروح گردد . چو زنی هر دم شانه
در حلقه مویت . بس دل اسیر است
بینم خونین دل این و آن . سر هر دندانه
The beauty of this piece can only be expressed by our beautiful Farsi. The lyrics in their literal meaning have very little, if not disturbing meaning, however once you put a cover of Persian culture and literature over it you begin to grasp the feeling of a lover's feelings towards his loved one. It is truly great, I cannot stop whispering it over and over again.
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March 25, 2005
IRAN IRAN!
2 goals of Vahid Hashemian against the top standing team of Asia gave us 3 sweet points in today's match at Azadi Stadium. Some 100,000 fans in the stadium along with millions of Iranians worldwide cheered for our team as it made its way through the 93 minutes of this game. With 2 matches played we're tied with Bahrein for first place with 4 points each. If Iran manages to beat North Korea on Wednesday's match, we would very well secure our lead. Let us all hope/pray.
This is Jonathon Ferdowsipour reporting live exclusively for Barobax.net. Have a great evening.
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March 22, 2005
Back From Pueblo
Barobax Salam! I hope that you've all had a great start of our new year and have filled up your wallets with "EIDYS" ;)
I came back from Pueblo last night, and first off I want to thank everyone who sent me Norooz greetings. I was using free AOL at the States and it was so slow that I could only see the title of the emails! So hopefully I will start replying soon.
It's March 22, it's now the third year that U.S. has invaded Iraq and more importantly we only have about a week left of school here in Waterloo! To us, it's not the bombs, it's the final exams that make the war. We shall pray.
Mahdi has suggested that my next poll should be a question on who the hacker is. Well to be honest, I have no clue how to come up with victims! However, I have a strong feeling that he is close to me, so I am hoping that soon he identifies himself to me and as a friend, informs me of the security holes that my site has. After all, this site is for all the barobax and attacking it, is not attacking me but all of us as a whole. "Make Love, Not War!"
According to Google, today is the International Water Day. So drink my friends, drink water and more water but do not waste it. Remember that the third world war is predicted to be over the control of drinking water.
With more happy wishes on our great Norooz, I bring this first post of 1384 to an end. Noroozetan Mobarak.
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March 20, 2005
نورزتان پر از شادی باد
بچه که بودم، عید یه حال و هوای دیگه ای داشت یا در واقع من خودم یه حال و هوای دیگه ای داشتم. اولا چون بچه بودم خیلی راحت تر و سریعتر ذوق زده می شدم. از طرفی هم چون مدرسه ی ایرانی می رفتم عشق تعطیلات و عیدی گرفتن و مهمونی رفتن و از همه مهمتر مدرسه نرفتن کلی هیجان تو آدم ایجاد می کرد. واسه همین از کلی قبلش واسه سال تحویل روز شماری می کردم. صد دفعه تو تقویم ساعت و دقیقه و ثانیه ی دقیق تحویل سال رو نگاه می کردم و از چند روز قبل از عید به دنبال وسایل هفت سین و کمک به بزرگترها واسه ی خونه تکونی می افتادم. ولی الان حقیقتش اینه که شرایط فرق کرده. هرچی آدم از ایران دورتر می شه حال و هوای عید کمتر می شه. عید می افته تو وسط درس و کار و مشق و مدرسه. دیگه تو خیابونها تو مغازه ها اون حس مردمی که بین همه هست به هیچ وجه وجود نداره و با زیادتر شدن سن، عیدی دادن جای عیدی گرفتن رو یواش یواش می گیره.
عید امسال من خیلی خوشحالم که برعکس دو سال پیش، پیش مامانم اینا هستم ولی از طرفی دیگه توی این شهر کوچیک پوبلو تو ایالات کلورادوی امریکا که دیدن یه دونه ایرانی در ماه هم یه شانس محسوب میشه و توی یک هتل که نه یک رادیوی ایرانی هست نه تلویزیون نه فامیل نه عطر بوی سنبل و نه رنگ سفره ی هفت سین بیدار شدن ساعت 5 صبح برای سال تحویل چندان هیجانی نداره. باورم نمی شه. این اولین سال زندگی منه که سال تحویل شاید بیدار نباشم و سفره ی هفت سینی تو کار نباشه.
ما توی آمریکای شمالی از نعمتهای زیادی برخورداریم که من قدرشو می دونم: آزادی، حس استقلال، تحصیلات خوب، امکانات رفاهی و خیلی چیزهای دیگه که خودتون بهتر از من می دونین. ولی برای کسانی مثه من که ایران توی مغز و روحشون اثری گذاشته برای کسانی مثل من که رنگ و بوی عید و عیدی رو چشیدن، برای کسانی مثل من که خوردن دیزی یا جیگر کثیف کنار خیابون به به و چه چه داره نه اه اه، برای کسانی مثه من که تو خیابونها الافی کردن تفریح حساب می شه، کسانی که براشون کوه رفتن اصلا ورزش حساب نمی شه، کسانی که فال از تو نوک مرغ عشق کشیدن یه سنته، کسایی که واسشون احترام بزرگتر از واجباته، کسایی که شنیدن "اول مهر" تو دلشون دلشوره می ندازه، کسایی که شمال رفتن با فک و فامیل براشون از هر جای دیگه ای باحالتره، و هزار و یک قانون و فرهنگ و سنت نوشته نشده ی دیگه ای که مثل یک مهر روی تک تک سلولهای بدنمون حک شده، دوری از ایران یک غمیه که با پول حل نمی شه. یک دردیه که با "دیسکو" رفتن دوا نمی شه و یه کمبودیه که با گرفتن پی اچ دی و خونه خریدن تو L.A. و نشستن ویسکی نوشیدن جبران نمی شه.
شب عیده...غزل خوان و سرود...چند گویی که چنین رفت و چنان خواهد شد؟
بوی عیدی، بوی توپ بوی کاغذ رنگی...با اینا زمستونو سر می کنم...با اینا خستگیمو در می کنم.
نام پاک ایران را می پرستم و از پروردگارم می خوام که مردمشو شاد و دلخوش کنه. دوستان من: برای سرزمین پاکمون آرزو کنین. شادی تک تک ما در سربلندی ایران نهفته است. نورزتان مبارک، لبتان خندان. دلتون شاااااااااااااددددددد.... دمتونم گرم. من عاشق عیدم...
یا مقلب القلوب و الابصار
یا مدبر الیل والنهار
یا محول الحول و الاحوال
حول حالنا الی احسن الحال
عیدتون مبارک
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March 17, 2005
I'm Wireless!
Here I am sitting in the waiting area of Pearson Airport in Toronto. Communicating with you without wires and at no cost; isn't life grand?!
It's the first time that I go to the States from Canada by plane. All the other times I went through the land border in Niagara Falls. Interesting thing about flying to U.S. from Canada is that the U.S. Immigration is right here in Canada! Isn't that weird? It's like you enter the U.S. while you're on Canadian soil! The U.S. Immigration officers are standing side by side as hundreds of passengers make their way through the gates.
As I got there, first off, I had a fight with an Air Canada stewardess who was being rude! So then I'm like great, now they're gonna REALLY pick on me, so when I was standing for my turn I was praying that I get the black officer. Black women are kinda harsh when they speak to you but deep inside they're very nice people. So I got lucky and my luck number 13 turned up and I went to the gate which had the black lady officer. She asked a couple of questions and said: "Have a nice trip" with a big smile, and I'm thinking to myself: "since when did you guys become so nice?!".
Passed the passport check where you can see the planes resting in their nests: It's packeddd here, it's as if half of Canada is running out to U.S.
Now I'm really making the best out of this laptop: free wireless Internet, lotsa of music to listen to on a headphone (thanks to Ehsan), and the world at my finger tips. This trip is getting a perfect kickstart, let's hope Air Canada doesn't announce a crash anytime soon ;)
Peace out!
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March 14, 2005
Pictures From The Barobax
Negin & Arash have sent me pictures from their cameras. I tried to upload them tonight but because the pictures have spaces in their filenames the script would not load them in the album. I thank them for sending me their pics and hopefully I will fix the bug soon and upload their pics.
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March 11, 2005
400 Persians Will Rock The City Tomorrow Night
Barobax.net brings you yet another update from ISAW. The Norooz party of the Iranian Student Association of Waterloo is swiftly approaching a "SOLD OUT" status. With over 350 tickets sold already and many more in progress, ISAW might soon announce a full house party once the number of tickets reaches the max capacity of 400. Thanks to our fantastic ISAW executives who worked hard to present yet another Norooz party that'll shake the city. We will be partying tomorrow night from 7:30 till God knows when to the beats of DJ Dynamite. First class Persian food and pastries will be served and the crowd will just have a blast. People will be looking good in their new clothes and it's going to be one hell of a night. If you're reading this without a ticket in your pocket I suggest that you rush to the nearest ticket booth and buy yourself a ticket.
ChaXam be ChaXetoon va kollokom ajma'een.
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March 10, 2005
Yet Another Dream...
Unity or individuality? Dependence or independence? Convergence or divergence? Conformity or separation? What is the right thing to do?
The most cherished day of the year for us Iranians is approaching. The day of renewal of friendships, getting together and getting along. The day of doing the right things as the soul of our ancestors look upon us in our new clothes. Do we have anything to show off but those flashy clothes? Once they look deep within us, the young and the elderly do they see a worthy jewel inside? Are we going to satisfy them with our good words, good thoughts and good deeds?
In a way I am happy that the Iranians in Waterloo have grown in number and now there are more events, clubs and associations serving the people of our nation in these small cities. However, in another way I am disappointed. I am disappointed because I sense a strong lack of co-operation between the communities and from an observer's point of view it's as if each group has raised a separate flag and is propagating for the benefits of "a" group rather than the benefits of groups as a whole. When are we going to learn to accept our differences? When are we going to learn to get along? When are we going to learn to come under one roof when it is necessary? And when are we going to learn to know the right time to stand up for diversity as well as individuality? When are we going to learn the boundaries of privacy? When are we going to gain the capacity for democracy? When are we going to learn to elect one president and maintain loyalty? When are we going to reach where we dream to reach?
I don't know the answer to any of these, but I hope that destiny moves us forward. As spring wakens the plants and the flowers and as gardens flourish once more, I wish that our hearts and minds also flourish. May we all respect the words of our ancestors and rather than calling upon our history and culture to bash another religion or culture, we actually call upon them for the benefit of our societies. "Noroozetan Pirooz Baad".
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